Instinct splits its opening-day matches in Vegas. Final Boss does too. So, naturally, the two teams meet in the quarterfinals. Walshy's old teammates wear Agent Zero jackets supplied by Gilbert Arenas. Every match is best-of-five, with two "slayer" games (kill, kill, kill) and three "objective" games (capture the flag). The objective games require teamwork, an Instinct strongpoint. Walshy leads the team to a 3-1 rout, with fans shouting "Walshy! Walshy!" Neighbor, the gamer who replaced him on Final Boss, stands up and chucks his controller into the bleachers. Walshy tells the league's interviewer, "I'm not surprised. I've been beating the Ogres for years now." The crowd goes ballistic.

Instinct makes the finals, but Str8 Rippin halts Walshy's run to a fourth national title, winning a hard-fought match 6-3. Walshy looks down at the floor, too disappointed to talk.

The nice thing about video games, though, is a player's ability to come back from the beyond and kill once more. Walshy plans to come back again and again, just like his avatars. "I want to be remembered for what I did for the league," he says. "I want to be the Tony Hawk of gaming." Maybe he'll keep playing for years. Or maybe he'll retire and go after the demons in the sport itself. That's the thing about the gamer word frag: In Walshy's world, it refers to slaughtering the enemy. But in the real world of Vietnam, it meant wiping out an incompetent officer with a well-placed grenade. In other words: mutiny.